I Finally Remembered
Brooklyn, NY
The other day I couldn't remember what had made me laugh so much earlier in the day. It's probably one of those things where you had to be there, so I apologize if it's not funny out of context.
On the bus on the way to school in the mornings, I sit and talk with one of my teacher friends, surrounded by sleepy students and their parents. She knows someone who is in graduate school, studying to be a speech therapist and told me very matter-of-factly about her friend's stress from the heavy work load.
"He's going crazy. He's been dissecting too many brains."
I don't know why that's funny. But it continues to make me giggle.
The other day I couldn't remember what had made me laugh so much earlier in the day. It's probably one of those things where you had to be there, so I apologize if it's not funny out of context.
On the bus on the way to school in the mornings, I sit and talk with one of my teacher friends, surrounded by sleepy students and their parents. She knows someone who is in graduate school, studying to be a speech therapist and told me very matter-of-factly about her friend's stress from the heavy work load.
"He's going crazy. He's been dissecting too many brains."
I don't know why that's funny. But it continues to make me giggle.
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home